J
caught between the real thing
& nothing at all
& nothing at all
James took all this in stride as he did most things. With an easy shrug he shifted far more elegantly than Amun had, leaving his head to last so he could tip the ascended a quick wink. There y'see? Easy peasy lemon squeezy James trilled in a silent voice suddenly outrageously Irish. Not smiling now, as snakes hadn't the facial muscles for it, instead James pulsed a smile to the other man. It might have felt strange, but surely no stranger than a dick in your arse. At least there was no pain.
Should Amun feel down the tether of James' thoughts into his mind, he'd see the attuned's internal landscape like some drunken carnival: everything bright and garish, meaningless and fun. There did seem to be one big black ominous door though, behind a wall of rainbow dildos and breasts, with a distinctive keep the ever loving fuck out. this means you vibe coming from it.
Other than the feeling of coldness that Amun was likely to experience, being a snake came with a few fun surprises. Moving about was a lark, new eyes, and of course the desire to crush the life out of things.
Should Amun feel down the tether of James' thoughts into his mind, he'd see the attuned's internal landscape like some drunken carnival: everything bright and garish, meaningless and fun. There did seem to be one big black ominous door though, behind a wall of rainbow dildos and breasts, with a distinctive keep the ever loving fuck out. this means you vibe coming from it.
Other than the feeling of coldness that Amun was likely to experience, being a snake came with a few fun surprises. Moving about was a lark, new eyes, and of course the desire to crush the life out of things.
